I was as scared as I had ever been. My head was still not clear from the gas, and my thoughts were on Amy and her family. I did not know what to do. I...tried to find Amy, so tried cheating, but every time I closed my eyes, I would become dizzy. I heard a scuffling from behind the door, and I returned to my seat. I heard what I assumed was the door being unlocked, when suddenly I found her, she was being interviewed. I felt angry, I had put Amy in danger and as well as her parents. I knew I was. As I’ve told you, I grew up in a small town pretty far from ‘the city,’ surrounded by lakes and woods. It was beautiful — but also quiet and for a young person, well, ‘boring’ would be putting it kindly.’ She reached forward to get her coffee cup. My eyes couldn’t help darting to that impossibly large cupped white lace bra. (I know, here I’ve got the perfect woman and I’m thoughtlessly doing dumb, guy stuff.) She sipped her coffee and put the mug back on the table. This time I didn’t stare at. The phone was ringing when I reached the trailer. Sis picked it up as I came in the door. "Dad is staying here. Adrian, as you know, is going back to school Monday. I'll be leaving tomorrow night. Dad has a job so he will be working during the daytime. That's all I know about anything."She listened and then again said, "Dad is living here in the trailer. Look, if you want to talk to him, call him in the evening anytime."She hung up and turned to me. "That was Sandy. I'll tell Dad she called.". He ground his crotch against hers, making a wet slapping sound. "It's different than the beach," she breathed out. "It feels like proper sex, not just fucking." Which do you prefer?" Alex asked coyly.Isabella seemed to ponder for a moment. "I'm not your girlfriend, I'm your slave," she reminded him. "Treat me however you like. If you want to hurt me 'til I scream, go ahead." She wrapped her legs around his waist and humped her crotch against his.Alex lifted her shirt above her breasts. He then.